He Said: Relationship identity crisis

Flashback to 2005

SHE and I have been together 14 months. Although I wouldn’t trade a single day for anything else, each day forward serves as a reminder of something more permanent. At least now I'm able to consider the possibility. It was only a few short months ago that the very notion was unthinkable (and "unmentionable"). Some days I can imagine myself spending the rest of our lives together. Other days I’m terrified by the idea.

We may share a lot of passions and interests, but there are also some very big differences between us. The 2 biggies are Family and Religion. It’s funny, but for 2 frank and totally honest people, we hardly ever really discuss the whole “religion” thing. So let me break it down for you: I’m Jewish and she’s not. 99% of the time it’s no big deal, but then suddenly it is…

Perhaps we both know how big of a deal it is and just choose to ignore it. Or maybe we’re scared that it could be the one thing that keeps us apart in the end. And still, we do everything in our power to avoid the subject. I suppose that’s typical of most new “serious” relationships. Once you get comfortable with someone, it’s easy to lapse into tired habits. I know in many of my past failed relationships, there reached a point where I began to feign interest in whatever the ex-SHE happened to be saying. Thankfully, that isn’t a problem with the current SHE as I’m fascinated by almost everything she has to say. Almost.

But still, there are differences to overcome. The most obvious being our families. SHE is your “untypical” typical southern belle – minus the accent. Her parents couldn’t be more different than mine. Everything in her household revolved around religion and church camp. No drinking, no smoking, no swearing, no politics allowed. Unless you’re voting Republican.

You can imagine this makes for an exciting (and unpredictable) dinner experience whenever her parents are in town. If you’re sitting at a nearby table, that is. For me, it's just a reminder that the one true thing we all have in common is SHE.

SHE SAID: %$Toe Cramp!!!

He Said, She Said...SHE SAID:

So in effort to maintain or rather restart my work out routine in preperation for Peru, I ventured to the gym yesterday after work and suffered through an hour long cardio tai boxing class. After a rushed shower, I headed over to meet HE for a Swing dance lesson.

I felt absolutely fabulous.... until tonight. I don't know if it was from the 3-inch heels that carry my 5'9 figure on a daily basis or some random muscle spasm, but I was in PAIN!!

Just a couple of hours ago in the midst of contestant #11 from American Idol, I sprung two feet up into the air, screaming in agony while trying to stretch out a sharp pain from my middle toe down the center of my foot and down the right side! I have no idea why or how this happened, but it wasn't the first time. At the most random (and/or inconvenient) times, I find myself limping around the room for 5 minutes trying to alleviate this excruciating pain from my foot. Let me tell you... it SUCKS!

HE called the doctor and immediately ran out to the grocery to load up on water and potassium vitamins in hopes that I am simply dehydrated and in need of some additional nutrients. I am hoping his magical cure works, I REALLY don't want to go to the doctor. I will keep you posted...

SHE SAID: Smiling from the inside

She Said:

I know this is SUPER CHEESY... but every day I find myself smiling for absolutely no reason.

Yesterday, HE pointed out it was our 2 yr 3 month anniversary.

Tuesday, HE dragged me out of bed to work out (prepping for our Machu Picchu trip)

The day before, HE sung G-Love to me as I covered my head with the pillow at 6:45AM.

Last Week, HE cooked me dinner and bought me flowers.

Last Month, HE signed us up to take ballroom dance classes.

Last Year, WE traveled to Spain and I watched him complete his first full marathon in Hawaii.

The Year before that HE bought me our puggle, the BEST DOG in the world.

2 years and 3 months ago, I fell in love with the most incredible man ever and my feet haven't touched the ground since.

HE SAID: Dance Lessons, Take 1

Looking into Girlfriend's eyes as we fumbled our way through the foxtrot during our very first dance lesson, I understood just how deeply I truly love this woman. Hell, it must be love if she inspired me to sign up for dance lessons by my own volition.

Whether she's singing "bushel and a peck" from Guys & Dolls absentmindedly while carrying dirty clothes around the apartment, or smiling wide as I step on her toes with my two left feet, I know without hesitation that this is the woman I want to spend the rest of my life with. Which by the way fellas, is a prerequisitive for signing you and your gal up for dance class.

Now while I may not be up there with the C-listers from "Dancing with the Stars," our dance instructor says I'm pretty good. Of course, I'm sure she says that to all the guys just so they return for the next lesson. Just so long as SHE is impressed with my dancing feet, it'll be enough for me.

SHE SAID: Workout Status

She Said:

OK so I am not doing too good on the 3x/wk work-out. In fact I have only been to the gym twice since we decided to go to Machu Picchu. Something about waking up early in the morning to go sweat just does not intrigue me. In fact, I have absolutely no excuse for after work either. I have left by 6pm every night these past couple of weeks. I need to find some kind of motivation... hmmmmm..... if only it was warm outside. Riding a bike down the beach in the sunshine vs. the elliptical on cold rainy day uck.... I know where I'd rather be.